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THE DEATH-BED SCENE.


The following death-bed conversation of a beloved daughter, detailed to
us by her mother, exhibits such sweet resignation and trust in God, that
we give it a place in our Magazine. Would that we all might be prepared
to resign this life with cheerfulness, and with like hopes enter upon
that which is to come!

"Mother," said she, "I once thought I could be a Christian without
making a profession of religion, but when God took my little Burnet from
me, I knew he did it to subdue the pride of my heart and bring me to the
foot of the Cross. Satan has been permitted to tempt me, but the Savior
has always delivered me from his snares."

I was absent from her one day for a short time; when I returned she
looked at me with such a heavenly expression, and said:

"Mother, I thought just now I was dying; I went to the foot of the Cross
with my burden of sins and sorrows, and left them there. Now all is
peace; I am not afraid to die."

Her father coming, she took his hand in hers and said:

"My dear father, if I have prayed for one thing more than another, it
has been for your salvation, but God, doubtless, saw that my death
(which will, I know, be one of the greatest trials you have ever met